005; Voice (Backdated to the Seventh)

[utulien_aure]

Private to Elfhouse residents + Anakin

Check in, all of you. And Curvo, Kano, you should come home.

[A pause, then] There's something wrong with Maitimo.

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[utulien_aure]

This world should consider finding a different form of entertainment,

[He mutters, his ire directed at the gods and whoever else could be involved in this.]

How long do you think this will last?

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[He doesn't let himself sigh, though it's highly tempting.]

This world, others, it has happened far too often in my experience. It could last a few days, a week, or perhaps even a month.

[utulien_aure]

[Sigh if you want to, Elrond, it's the right of Finwe's children to be a little dramatic]

You think it's the same cause here as there? Or that it will end the same way, at least?

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[But if he starts, he won't ever stop! He smiles reassuringly though.]

He is well, my friend. We must hope that he will wake soon. I am sure he would appreciate the house still standing when he does.

[utulien_aure]

[Well then, Fingon will do it for you. He snorts at the comment.]

We don't go through houses that quickly, we should be able to manage.

[At least until the next Hope Event]

All right, then. We wait. I'll have to move a few things... these rooms get crowded. And Makalaure... well. He'll want to be here.

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[So gracious!]

Of course. I would be glad to help make any adjustments you wish. We could bring in an extra mattress for Maglor.

[utulien_aure]

[He tries!]

That would be a good idea. You'll check in on him as well, I hope?

[Fingon nods, and for a moment his face drops. There's nothing to be done but wait, he understands. It makes him feel so terribly powerless.]

[loveathousandyearsgone]

Without doubt. I will make him sleep, if I must. [Because he's not above cheating when it comes to the wellfare of his family.

And his family includes Fingon. Elrond steps close to wrap his arms around the other elf.] Do not lose heart, though it seems dark right now.

[utulien_aure]

If anyone can, Elrond, it is you. [He relaxes a little in the embrace.]

I will not. Not while he needs me. [A small, shaky laugh.] Would it be too much to ask, though, for this family to have problems I could just shoot or stab?

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[He just smiles at the compliment.]

You are needed. By him, by this city, by all who look for hope. [His lips quirk, gentle mirth clear.] Many of my problems tended to be solved in such a way before Sauron's end, if that helps?

[utulien_aure]

[It's only the truth!]

Hope is never the province of one being alone, and the people of Hadriel are capable. Maitimo... he has fared better here than in Arda, but I can't help but worry.

[And then there's Maglor. Enough said.

And then a faint smile]

It is always nice to know that one's skill set has not become obsolete.